Tuesday, July 22, 2008
Monday, July 14, 2008
At work the other day, Jen picks up a message taken by the receptionist from the owner of a dog who is coming in for an appointment in an hour or so. The message says "I think my dog is dea." Jen thinks, "What? He thinks his dog is in the Drug Enforcement Agency? What does that have to do with me?" Of course, after the kind of crazy thought, then the more serious thought was "If he thinks his dog is dead, why did he just call in yesterday and make an appointment and wait more than a day to see us?"
Turns out the dog is deaf.
Second, maybe it's just me but it seems almost immoral for people to spend thousands of dollars on surgeries and chemotherapy for their pet goose (or cat or dog) when so many people can't afford even basic health care. I know this may sound odd coming from me, but it just feels sort of sick and wrong.
Finally: "Is there anything St. Louis can do about InBev's purchase of Anheuser-Busch?"
Um, no. So what? Of course, to the question asked on tonight's news "Should we all stop drinking Anheuser-Busch products?" my husband shouted a resounding "YES! I've been saying that for years!" But I don't think he meant we should stop drinking them in protest. I think he's just a beer snob.
Tuesday, July 8, 2008
Now don't get me wrong, I'm not saying the Fratellis are The Beatles. Costello Music doesn't show anything like the range of Beatles we know (and how could it--it's only their first album, after all). It's entirely the jangle pop variety, but it's really really good for what it is.
I'll definitely be checking out their second album which comes out tomorrow. (I told you I was just getting around to paying attention to this album.)
The Hilton Hotel in Las Vegas is shutting down Star Trek: The Experience this September first. It's part museum, part gift shop/restaurant, part environment and part simulator/Disney-like ride. And for Trek fans it's a really FUN "Experience." At least I've been there and done that.
But I'm bummed I'll never get to drag any next-generation Murphy's to it.
I was recently reading a review of James Frey's new novel which came out a month or so ago which gave the novel a positive review, calling Frey a "wildly talented storyteller" and commenting that the novel is "so powerful it makes one wonder why he ever detoured into nonfiction." Um. WHAT?????
I can't believe any respectable reviewer (although admittedly this reviewer works for People magazine, so maybe respectability is relative) can give this prick any positive support at all. Much less to call his prior work nonfiction after all we have learned.
What really makes me angry about this jerk, is that he could never admit it. He always said and still states that the differences between his published story and actual events were "minor changes" that any memoirist has ever right to make, and in fact, can't help making as they must rely on their own memories. AAARRRGGH!!!! I just want to slap him.
And now this idiot woman calls A Million Little Pieces nonfiction. Still. Didn't she get the memo? He was always just a powerful storyteller. Why can't the rest of us at least be clear and honest about that? Even if James Frey can't.
All the actors did a fine job. I was particularly charmed by The Rock, actually. And I usually find Steve Carrell (how do you spell that?) entertaining. Jason strangely liked Anne Hathaway's performance--and he usually can't stand her. I usually find her cute and disliked her in this. Maybe it's a man-woman thing.
Anyway, they used the appropriate key lines and goofy gadgets from the original series and updated many of them effectively. I'm calling it a successful summer relaxation film.